I have a looooot of catching up to do….
1/2 of the Lisbon trip,
a 21st birthday celebration in Barcelona,
and a weekend in Paris.
I will try and have all of these up by the time I leave for another weekend adventure on Wednesday. Oh what a charmed life I lead.
Okay so here is Lisboa, part dois (as the Portugese would say):
The second day that we were in Lisboa, ISA took us on a guided tour of the Mosteiro dos Jerónimos and the Tower of Belem. Both were beautiful and we felt like secret agents because we got cool headsets.
After the guided tours, we had the rest of the afternoon off. Lily, Julia and I decided to head to the beach. Best. Decision. Ever. After two metro stops, and a 45 minute train ride, we arrived in Cascais (which we kept incorrectlyonpurpose pronouncing “cashcow”. Darn those Portugese pronunciations). The town was so adorable and the beach was stunning. Once again, we are the only people in our bathing suits on the beach. These people just don’t know how to have fun. 50 degrees is totally bikini weather, right?
Later that night, a group of 23 ISA kids headed out for Sofia’s 21st birthday. 23 people. And we stayed together for a majority of the night. That’s the crazy part. Lisbon really came alive at night, the streets were full of people our age so we didn’t have a hard time finding places to celebrate. Julia, Jessica, Lily and I ended up breaking off from the group at the end of the night and met a group of Portugese basktball players. Que fixe. “How cool”. Thanks, Taxi driver. After a failed attempt at getting into a private party on the beach, and many renditions of Ai Se Eu Te Pego later….we made it home and went to sleep.
Only to wake up VERY early the next morning to head back to Salamanca. Kind of.
Everyone knows that you have to make some stops at small pueblos on the way home from any ISA sponsored trip. We went to two small towns and they were both amazingly beautiful. The first town was having their annual chocolate festival and I was in heaven. I never wanted to leave. You can’t just drop a girl off at a chocolate festival and expect her to get back on the bus. The next town had a beautiful cathedral and one of the best pizzas that I’ve ever had in my life.
I definitely have a new obsession now. And it rhymes with Schmortugal. Someone take me back!
Next blog post: Blakely’s 21st Birthday Bash in Barcleona. See what I did there with those B’s? BAM! Alliteration.